The Artist Must Be Blind To Distinction

The Work Of Art Is Born Of The Artist In A Mysterious And Secret Way. From Him It Gains Life And Being. Nor Is Its Existence Casual And Inconsequent, But It Has A Definite And Purposeful Strength, Alike In Its Material And Spiritual Life.

Each Color Lives By Its Mysterious Life.

All Methods Are Sacred If They Are Internally Necessary. All Methods Are Sins If They Are Not Justified By Internal Necessity.

Our Epoch Is A Time Of Tragic Collision Between Matter And Spirit And Of The Downfall Of The Purely Material World View.

Color Cannot Stand Alone.